Here I am, your one man circus freak show, having bled out for mother Russia, having desperately tried to get to you, now on top of you with this scourge marks, and you, who used to love me, who was sympathized, internalized, normalized everything, you are not allowed to turn away from me....this is what I am going to look like until the day I die. I can't get any peace from you ever unless you find away to make peace with this. Make peace with me. Or let me go for good.

You have to keep your audience in your mind; if you're writing stuff that you know nobody's going to care about then you should rethink what you're doing!

Oh Alexander," she said, "what do you want from me..." "Everything!" he whispered fiercely.

He sent you to redeem me, to comfort me, and to heal me—and that’s just so far,” he added with a smile.

When I was growing up, 'Anna Karenina' was one of my favourite books.

Alexander knew that before he had light instead of darkness, he had to deserve light instead of darkness.

I'll take your breath any way you give it to me, Shura.